http://slow.writerscafe.org/Reminiscence25 The original writings of author Anzum Mozammel en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776170341 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 you are sitting at your desk, you know its time to go.you said that you are self over a million times, but this time you know for sure, is real.you are tired,you are just so very tired.your parents pissed you off.Like, school wasn't bad enough today.You go to get the knife or the rope or the gun, wh.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reminiscence25/1615881/ "I did not know that I could swing so high!"Swung back and forth on the children's swing,a huge grim shaped on her sweet little force. Her eyes were huge with glee, and the father was reminded of how closely she resembled her late wife. It was her eyes that struck on her face. Only nine and already .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Reminiscence25/1614694/